I knew that she was a mischievous type of personality. I knew that she was one that caused all those around her exasperations, and yet they all loved ...er dearly. I admitted that as I became more familiar with her personality, that I too loved her. It may seem strange, but she generated a sense to me of how excited she had been about her life, and a sense of wonderment about life that seems to come from the truly innocent types of persons. I am sure that you know what I mean.This strange sense. Ellie didn't really remember leaving the pub. She had a hazy recollection of leaning heavily on Anna as they went out and hailed a cab. But surely she hadn't actually ridden the whole way back to her apartment stretched across the back seat of the cab with her head on Anna’s lap, had she? Lying there staring up blearily at Anna’s big tits just above her face feeling the urge to reach up and suck on one of her big nipples while the younger woman stroked her hair and told her to relax while she. I did not see him much, since he left the cave at about dawn. All I remember was slipping on a mossy rock while taking my bath, and falling into the rushing stream, which swept me sideways until my head contacted a boulder; After that, only indistinct impressions of rushing water, gasping for breath, and then some pain and darkness. Then I woke up here on a bed of dried leaves and grass. I had been taking one of my several summer trips into the Sawtooth mountains solo, since my girlfriend. Not wearing any underwear, my swollen cock swung out and rested on her hand as she finished lowering the zipper.She looked up at me and licked her lips. I gave her an encouraging nod and she opened her mouth and accepted, what I learned later, the only other cock, other than Barry’s, she had ever slipped into her mouth.I heard Barry move and watched him reposition himself so he could see his wife take me in her mouth then lick me from base to tip when she pulled me out. His hand was covering.